Gu Cheng didn't look back and left past the girl.

Song Wen followed behind, looking at the girl's somewhat embarrassed look, and shrugged his shoulders.

Brother Cheng in society has always been like this.

When you're in a good mood, you may be willing to coax people, but when you're not in the mood, you don't even bother to do perfunctory.

The two arrived at the court.

There was already someone there, and of course they greeted the two together.

Gu Cheng threw his coat aside: "You fight first, I'll go buy water." ”

"Remember to bring me a bottle, thank you, Brother Cheng!"

"Brother Cheng, two bottles!"

Gu Cheng stretched out a hand and waved it back, indicating that he knew.

He walked to the commissary, bought a few bottles of water, picked up a few packets of snacks, and when he mentioned the pitch, things were a little wrong.

The people in the second class are on the same page as others.

Song Wen's voice came from afar: "Obviously, we came first!" ”

An arrogant voice sounded on the other side: "We are still playing here at noon, is it booked at noon?" ”

Gu Cheng frowned and looked over.

The two sides of the confrontation are clearly somewhat unequal in strength.

The group of boys standing opposite the second class are generally taller than the boys in the second class, and they are muscular, which is in stark contrast to the weak chickens in the second class represented by Song Wen.

Gu Cheng squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, recognizing a few acquaintances.

A group of sports students, all of whom are on the school basketball team, have always been arrogant on weekdays.

He walked over with the bag.

"Zhang Zhihui, come to rob the court of our second class?"

A cold voice sounded, and the one who shouted the most from the other party, the boy who was obviously the leader, was stunned for a moment.

"Gu Cheng?" He had an embarrassed smile on his face.

"This is your class?" The boy named Zhang Zhihui pointed to Song Wen and a group of people.

Gu Cheng didn't speak, just looked at him.

Zhang Zhihui obviously didn't expect that he could carry it like this.

He deliberately came to find the second class, recently the school basketball team into a few newcomers, today he took a few people out to practice, saw the second class of this group of cultural students, and had a little idea of erecting a prestige in front of the younger brothers.

It's just that I didn't count it, but if I wanted to pretend to be a force in front of my junior, I actually ran into Gu Cheng, a bad star.

But today, we must not lose face in front of our juniors.

Zhang Zhihui smiled: "Gu Cheng, we booked this stadium at noon, and your class did come late." ”

He whispered: "Take the junior out to play today, you give me a face, take a step back......"

"Get out!"

Zhang Zhihui's smile froze on his face.

Gu Cheng looked at him mockingly: "What kind of thing are you, and you deserve me to give face?" ”

Zhang Zhihui's expression turned blue: "Gu Cheng, don't be embarrassed!" ”

Gu Cheng threw the bag in his hand into the open space and moved his wrist: "Give me face?" Are you worthy? ”

"Again, don't get in our way, get out!"

Zhang Zhihui didn't move, but a senior team member behind him couldn't help it: "What kind of hanging hair do I fuck you, it's quite arrogant." Get lost? Fuck off......"

The group of people on the basketball team are used to being arrogant in Qingyuan No. 2 Middle School on weekdays.

They often act together in a group of people, and they are all tall and big, and ordinary students basically walk around when they see it, and over time, they develop a violent temper that is the best in the world.

It's a pity that they met Gu Cheng.

When Zhang Zhihui heard his junior's words, he felt that something bad was going to happen.

Before he could shout, Gu Cheng moved.

Everyone didn't react, and the senior team member who shouted was kicked to the ground by him.